A/N: Hey, this is sort of a makeup chapter. You know, to make up for the previous one, 'cause it was short. (Well, at least shorter than Chap. 1 and 2). Oh, and sorry it took this long. Like I said, this is longer and school just started so I had to adjust my schedule a little; school first, then this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam and its characters. (It's so tiring to put this, don't you think?)


Chapter 4

"Heero…" Relena said in a whisper, enough for Heero to hear. He didn't expect to see her this soon, but he was so anxious to see her again. As he gracefully turned his head to Relena, he tried to fight back his look of surprise. She really was pregnant, and he noticed he hair, though kept in a ponytail was shorter and it had a little more color in it. He stared at her with his new black eyes. No, it can't be him. It isn't Heero. His eyes are different, she told herself.

Yes, it really was. Not only is his eyes of a different color, they were also softer, not like the usual sharp, almost glare-like look that made him seem fierce. Heero worked hard to achieve that soft stare and he was quite proud of it. "Excuse me?" he said, breaking the silence. He had to make this worth it. He's not going to spill the beans for quite some time.

Relena shook the thought off her head. She'd mistaken many men for Heero and he was one of them. "I-I'm sorry. It's nothing…"

Heero smiled to himself. She didn't recognize me… "It's alright…I'm Henry Lowe, by the way. You must be my new neighbor."

Lowe? she asked herself. It hit too close to home. Odin Lowe? She looked at 'Henry' again. "Uhh, yes, I'm Lisa Darlynn," she said. She offered a handshake. This'll show if you really are Heero.

Heero again smiled. He shook her hand firmly, and looked at how surprised Relena was and how she tried to hide it.

Same size, same warmth…but it's not his, she thought. She looked up at him. His hair was combed slightly, something Heero never bothers to do. Then, he smiled at her. Again, something Heero worked hard to perfect.

"Something wrong?" he said through smiling lips.

"N-Nothing…I have to go to work. It was nice meeting you. Goodbye!" Relena rushed away. She wasn't late for work; she just felt uncomfortable with him, especially since he looks a lot like Heero. She walked fast from street to street and heaved a sigh once she was more than a block away from her building. She got tired quickly, carrying an extra weight and all.

Taking a deep breath, she willed herself to walk a little more to work.


Relena let her purse drop on her sofa as she made her way to the kitchen. There wasn't much to do at the office, but walking home from there made her quite tired. She poured herself some tea to calm down her nerves. She'd been thinking of her new neighbor ever since she saw him. Not in a romantic way, she made sure of that, but his resemblance to Heero was quite hard to miss.

Heero, why can't you just leave me alone? Even when I'm away from you, you still bother me, she thought as she sipped some more tea. She then stood up and walked to the phone. She was hungry, but she didn't feel like cooking.

As she sat down on the couch, the doorbell suddenly rang. She stood up slowly. It rang again, the person outside probably impatient. She walked faster and took a peek. It was Henry, or Heero. Nope, definitely not Heero, she told herself, thinking that Heero, or anyone for that matter, was more patient than him.

Once she opened the door enough for a person to squeeze through, Heero elegantly maneuvered himself into the room. He held a pizza box, which he dropped on the coffee table in front of the sofa. When he did, he wiped his hands on his faded denim jeans and grinned at Relena, who stood by the still open door with one eyebrow way up. Finally noticing Relena's irritation of him, Heero said, "Sorry about that…Uhh, I ordered pizza, and I thought that you haven't eaten yet so I brought it here. It was very hot so I had to hurry you up…" he explained while fidgeting with his brown vintage shirt.

Hurry me up? I'm pregnant, for Chrissake! It's even hard for me to stand up, she wanted to say, but being able to control her emotions, she took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for the offer, but I can't have pizza. It'll be bad for the baby…"

"Aww, come on…It's not like you're eating it everyday. Just one piece," he said. Heero could only smile at his acting. It felt a little nice to annoy Relena once in a while.

"Oh, alright…" Relena closed the door and sat on the couch with him.

Heero opened the box and took a slice, not bothering to wait for her to take hers. She took small bites out of her slice, and watched with slight disgust as Heero gobbled up his in merely five bites. "Hey, mind if I watch TV?" Heero asked as he gnawed and swallowed the pizza.

Relena frowned. This man was quite rude barging inher house and asking if he could watch TV. "Fine," she simply said through gritted teeth.

Heero flicked through channel after channel, finally finding a funny cartoon. He noted how Relena looked pretty annoyed, but then she relaxed, finding the cartoon funny as well. In the end, she finished three slices of pizza, while Heero finished the rest. "Thanks for letting me watch TV. I'm not done fixing my things up, you know," he said as he walked out the door.

"I wish I could help you…" she said out of courteousness. She didn't want to be rude like her neighbor.

"It's okay, I guess. It'll take me some time, though. Anyway, how 'bout we go out for lunch tomorrow?"

"Uhh, don't you have work?" she asked instead of, Are you asking me out?

"Nah! I don't feel like going. I'm sure there's someone who could replace me…"

Definitely not Heero… she thought. "What do you do anyway?" She tried to change the subject.

Heero was caught off guard. He didn't think about that. "I'm uhh… I work at this telecommunications company…" Oh, shoot! he told himself. He doesn't usually get this tongue-tied, but it was different with Relena. It was pretty hard for him to lie to her.

Relena's eyebrows furrowed. "Well, good night, Henry…" she finally said, and waited for him to respond.

Heero didn't recognize that she was referring to him, so she just stood there. Getting a little impatient, she tilted her head. "Oh, uhh, yeah, g'night…" he said, feeling awkward.

Relena smiled at him, but Heero could see that she was confused with his actions. She nodded as a sign of response and closed the door behind her.

Heero walked to his apartment and nearly slammed the door as he went in. He lied about his stuff not being arranged yet. Everything was where he wanted it to be. Beer cans, some were empty while some not, were intricately placed on the coffee table, a shirt was carelessly put on the couch, the fridge was filled with meat and some instant meals that he could just microwave, the closet was filled with wrinkled clothes simply thrown all over, and the bed never seemed to have been made.

He immediately went to his bedroom and punched a pillow in his frustration. The floor creaked with too much force. He took a deep breath. At least she didn't really recognize me… He comforted himself with that thought.


The next day…

Relena woke up to the annoying sound of her alarm clock. Seven thirty, it read. She looked fiercely into the clock for a moment. She forgot to turn it off before she went to bed. She sat up, groaning slightly because of the weight. She exhaled and ran a hand through her hair. She stared onto her pink blanket for a while before deciding she'd start her day early.

She went to the bathroom, removing her short blue nightdress on her way there. The window was closed with the thick, rose curtains down. No one could peep in, even the light. She took a cold shower and wore dark blue jeans and a red top that could easily hide the bulging bump on her stomach. She wasn't going anywhere special that day, maybe just to catch a little sun at the park, but she felt like wearing something nice all of a sudden.

She ate a quick breakfast of toast and scrambled eggs, and spent most of the morning doing chores that she didn't usually have time to do and watching a rerun of the cartoon that she and 'Henry' watched the night before. As she finished her chores, she noticed that she hadn't bought much for her baby, except for the crib and the mobile that Christine suggested she'd buy. I guess I'd have to go shopping later on, she reminded herself, also noticing that there wasn't much food on the fridge.

The doorbell rang as Relena got herself ready for a quick shop for baby stuff and food. She walked fast to answer it, not wanting last night to happen again. She took a peek and saw 'Henry' with his head down, waiting for her to open the door. Relena looked at him longer, watching him as he checked his fingernails and his breath. He really looks a lot like Heero… she thought. She saw him furrow his eyebrows, probably from getting impatient. "Lisa, are you there?"

Is he worried? she asked herself as Heero called on her again. "Lisa?"

She opened the door and smiled at him. "Hi; what is it?"

"Ready?" he asked. He was dressed in faded blue jeans and a white shirt with the first three buttons left open to revel a bit of his tanned chest.

"For what?" She struggled not to look at his chest. He dresses more like a model than someone who works for a telecommunications company, she pointed out.

"I asked you out last night, remember?" He grinned at her.

"I don't think I agreed to that…" she said.

"Really?" he asked, obviously acting surprised. "Well then, will you go out with me?"

"You mean, like a day-date?"

"Yeah… Let's just have lunch…"

It took her a moment to answer. "Uhh, I guess it's okay…" She didn't know how to respond exactly. I'm going out anyway, and dining with someone is always better than eating alone.

"Good. Now, let's go…" Heero lead Relena to the basement parking where his silver 2002 Porsche 911 Turbo was parked. Again, this reassured Relena that it wasn't Heero that she was with. Heero would've picked something…subtler, she thought as Heero helped her fit in the seat. "Boy, you're fat!" he teased, adjusting the seat backwards so that her stomach doesn't get squeezed.

"Excuse me! I'm not fat…I'm pregnant!" She pulled the seatbelt to its extent so that it accommodates her.

"Yeah, right… I've seen too many movies of men who've mistaken fat women for being pregnant." He closed her door and ran over to the other side of the car. He got in and started the car.

"You know, most movies have been proven to have been filled with discrepancy…" she said as the car moved out of the parking lot..

"Uhh, discre-what?" he asked, acting like he doesn't understand the word.

"Discrepancy; it means being different from the truth or what is believed to be the truth."

"So…you're saying that men don't mistake fat women for being pregnant?" He made a turn.

"Not really… I'm just saying that you might be wrong." They were silent in the car, except for the radio that Heero turned on. An hour passed and Relenalooked at the window, and noticed that she doesn't know where they were. "Where're we going?"

"Oh, uhh, I made reservations to a restaurant just outside the city. You okay with that?"

"I don't have a choice, do I?" she muttered silently. She felt the same uneasy feeling she felt when she first saw him; the same feeling of not knowing anything that's around her. She used to be in control of every situation she faced when she left Heero, but when 'Henry' walked in her life, every bit of direction she had was blurred. She felt that all she could do was sit in the car and let 'Henry' take her wherever he wants to.

"…Sorry. I should've told you," he said after a moment of silence. "…or I should've just asked you properly."

"Huh?" was all she could say.

"I felt like I forced you to come with me…" He passed a sign, saying that they'd already left the city.

"No, it's not that. I just didn't know where we're going…" she said, hiding her discomfort. She'd only met this guy yesterday, and even though she agreed to going out with him, she didn't really trust him.

She looked down onto her lap, though it was hard with her stomach almost smothered above it. She felt the car slow down and it came to a stop. The valet opened the door for her and Heero helped her out after throwing the keys to the valet. Their seats were at the very back, somewhere private but with a great view of the dance floor at the very center of the restaurant and a nice aquarium where the color of the fishes reminded her of the flower bed she passed by on the park about a week ago.

"You like our seats?" 'Henry' asked, breaking the silence. Relena only smiled as a response.

A waiter immediately came to take their order. Heero asked for steak and red wine, while Relena, not wanting t harm the baby with alcohol, opted for carbonara and iced tea. As they waited for the food to come, Heero secretly kept watch at Relena, staring straight into her eyes and noting how she averted her stare from the aquarium to the dance floor and to some of the flower arrangements scattered all over the restaurant. He slowly started to drown in the pool of clear blue that were her eyes. He got deeper and deeper until he could vividly see the pain she went through and hid from everybody, the hint of happiness that was still left, the love for him that she still held tight on, and there, he also saw a bit of confusion. He suddenly felt that he was being pulled, back to the harsh reality where she avoided him. He found that she was staring at him, the confusion he saw in her eyes painted on her face. "What?" she asked.

"N-Nothing…" was his reply as the waiter, with superb timing, came with their food. They ate silently, their eyes not daring to meet each other. Half an hour passed before they finally finished their food, but it seemed like an eternity to Heero, having to just stare at Relena, to have to be somebody else to come close to her. All he heard were the footsteps of the waiters and the customers, as well as the string quartet that never seemed to tire of playing. He looked at her and banged his fists lightly on the table. She looked up at him. "You have to talk to me some day. Come on, nobody's that quiet…"

He used the line that was usually used on him, and it felt familiar to Relena. She had heard that line dozens of times, and it felt like she was being pulled into her old life again, where she was always alone. She stood, letting the plate to clatter slightly. "Excuse me…" she murmured and ran off to the bathroom. Heero clenched his fist until it almost drew blood. He sighed his anger away. He came too close.

Relena stared at the mirror and saw her hair lengthen back onto its original length. The brown highlights disappeared and her red top and jeans changed into an elegant pink dress. She was pulling pulled back into her old life. The memories; she was tired of it. She turned to head back. There was no point in pondering over this for too long, but she knew that she won't let this happen again.

Heero watched as Relena made her way back. He stood up just as she was about to sit back. She looked up at him, and he held out his hand. "Dance with me…" His voice was nearly back into the deep, almost threatening tone that he had.

Relena's eyes widened slightly as an image of Heero and her dancing flashed in her mind. Another memory. "I can't. I-I don't know how…" she lied.

"I'll teach you…" he said.

Relena looked down. She didn't know what to do. "I-I…"

"Please…" Heero pleaded.

Relena stared up at his hand and remembered when she first touched it. It wasn't Heero's, but she felt the same security and safety holding it. She sighed and gave up. She took his hand and he escorted her to the dance floor where seven or eight couples danced slowly to the beat of the violins and the cello.

Heero patiently lead Relena into position, careful not to be too close as to crush or hit her bulging stomach. And so, unwillingly at first, Relena danced with Heero, her eyes meeting his. She saw the same passionate and intense look that Heero had, but it didn't feel like he was glaring at her.

The music filled their ears and all they could see were each other. The tables slowly disintegrated, the people fading into shadows, until even the floor and the walls became blurred clouds, but they didn't care. They just danced, but no matter how perfect the moment seems for Relena, there was still one name that echoes in her mind. Heero…